Me and my fantasy world

Early in the morning, Lingyi woke up from his bed in a daze. The oppressive weight on his body made him feel somewhat accustomed to it.

"Xiaojiu, Xuela...you're pressing on me..." Lingyi's lips moved as he mumbled two names.

"Oh? Really?" The dean's voice suddenly sounded in Lingyi's ears.

In an instant, Lingyi jumped up as if he had been electrocuted, but his body was pressed down by something heavy and he could not move. The only part that could move was his head.

When he looked down suddenly, he found that the dean was lying on top of him, while Xuela and Xiaojiu were sleeping soundly at the end of the bed. Seeing this scene, Lingyi immediately became alert: "You...how did you get in? What did you do to Xuela and Xiaojiu?"

"Oh, I didn't expect that Lingyi would have white hair. He really looks like Aunt Lingyue back then." The dean did not pay attention to Lingyi's words, but stretched out his hand and put it beside Lingyi's ear, gently stroking Lingyi's cheek.

"Lingyue, you..." Lingyi was still a little shocked, but facing the dean in front of him, Lingyi was still on guard, especially when the dean said his name, so after a brief shock, he immediately changed the subject, "Ahem, so what's going on with Xuela and Xiaojiu?"

"Ah? Oh, they were just hypnotized by my illusion, no big deal." The dean still looked intoxicated as he admired Zero One bathed in the morning sun.

Lingyi looked at the dean with some disdain and disgust: "Then how did you get in?"

"Of course I came in. Do you think an ordinary house can stop me? But don't worry, the rooms are locked and ordinary people still can't come in." The dean looked at Zero One with interest, and even stretched out his index finger to gently poke Zero One's cheek, touched Zero One's lips, and lifted Zero One's chin.

"Then what about my body? Why is only my head conscious?" Lingyi asked again.

"Of course it's still my illusion. If I want Zero One to obey, I have no choice but to resort to this last resort. However, if I make Zero One's entire body unconscious, I hope that even this place will not react. That would be a waste of time." The dean said, stretching out his hand towards his abdomen, all the way down to between his thighs, touching Zero One's abdominal muscles, and continuing down.

"Boring." A hint of blue flashed in his left eye, and powerful magic was instantly released from Lingyi, bouncing the dean off his body and hitting the wooden wall.

Lingyi raised his left hand, placed his palm on his chest, and pressed down hard. A circle of snow-white light was released from his palm and spread throughout his body. With the sound of breaking glass, Lingyi's body immediately regained consciousness.

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts, how could you be so..." The dean hit the wooden wall and fell to the ground, covering the back of his head with one hand and his buttocks with the other, complaining unhappily, but as soon as he raised his head, a bit of cold air swept across his cheek.

The silver-white sword tip appeared between the dean's eyebrows. Lingyi was naked at this time, with a towel wrapped around his lower abdomen to cover his Optimus Prime. He held the silver-white long sword in his hand, pointing at the dean and looking at her fiercely.

"Did you see it?" Lingyi asked in a low voice.

"Did you see it?" The dean couldn't figure out what Lingyi was talking about for a moment, but his eyes moved down Lingyi's body. The snow-white towel seemed to be a little difficult to wrap, as if it was about to break free with a slight tremor. Suddenly, a trace of bright red flashed across the dean's face, and he said shyly, "Well, I saw it, a little bit, well... it suits my taste."

Seeing the Dean's shy expression, Lingyi didn't want to care what the Dean was looking at at the moment. He just knew that what the Dean said didn't seem to hit his point: "Be serious, I'm not kidding you." Lingyi's voice was mixed with Long'er's anger. For a moment, the mixed voices of men and women filled the Dean's ears, making the Dean's original shy and blushing expression disappear. "Xela and Xiaojiu, did you see it?"

The dean finally came to his senses. Looking at the two women lying on the bed, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Huh, you scared me to death. I thought you had figured it out."

With a flash of cold light, the sharp edge of the blade was already against the dean's forehead: "I'll say it again, I don't want to joke, say it!" Lingyi scolded the dean angrily.

The dean finally behaved himself at this time, but he complained and said angrily: "I see, I see, just an elf and an orc. I didn't expect you to have these two slaves hiding by your side. No wonder you look down on me."

"I never said they were slaves." Lingyi shouted harshly, staring at the face that was at the mercy of the sword. He gritted his teeth, but retracted the sword and put it into the storage bracelet on his left hand.

"Oh, I thought you wanted to kill me just like that." The dean instead showed a triumphant smile.

"It's still useful to keep you here. After all, the college's graduation certificate needs to be approved by the dean." Lingyi said, and a cold light flashed in his eyes again. He stretched out his hand to grab the dean's collar, but he grabbed nothing. Lingyi looked down in confusion, and saw that the dean was sitting on the ground naked. Lingyi's eyes almost popped out, "No, you... why are you not wearing any clothes!"

The Dean's mouth curled up slightly, pretending to be angry and said, "Oh, there's nothing I can do. I came here last night to spend a night with Lingyi, but I didn't know that Lingyi had been abused by someone and had no strength left. It was meaningless, so I had to wait for Lingyi to recover his strength. I didn't expect that I had to wait until morning."

Lingyi's eyes changed from surprise to slight anger. He slapped the wooden wall beside the dean's head with his left hand. Lingyi's face quickly moved closer, coming to a distance of a millimeter from the dean's nose. He growled in a low voice: "I'm just enjoying the pleasure of love with my wife. Who do you think you are?"

The dean was somewhat shocked by Lingyi's sudden attack, but he became slightly angry when he heard Lingyi's words. He felt a little sour in his heart: "Oh, who is it? Could it be that elf? Or that orc?"

"It's fine if Xiaojiu and Xuela know each other. I don't need to introduce them to you." Lingyi said, and seemed to realize that he had gone off topic. He glared at the dean again and said sternly, "If you dare to tell anyone about Xiaojiu and Xuela, you can forget about living a good life."

For some reason, the dean became even more excited by Lingyi's threat: "Oh? Really? Then I want to see how you can tame me." The dean's face flushed, his lips lightly bit his fingertips, and his body twisted and turned as if there were ants crawling on him.

If he was an innocent boy, he might have been conquered by the dean, but Lingyi was a man of strong will, so he didn't think much after seeing this scene.

But this aroused Long Er's anger. The left half of his face turned blue. He stared at the dean and slowly uttered Long Er's voice: "How about this, you and Xiao Yi sign a master-servant contract. From now on, you will be Xiao Yi's slave. From now on, you can't spread these things."

"Hey Long..." Lingyi was about to reply, but Long'er's voice occupied Lingyi's mouth again.

“Otherwise, you can only go to hell. You already know too much, too much, too much…” Long Er roared in a low voice. The powerful pressure from his words alone was enough to make everyone present breathless.

Xuela and Xiaojiu, who were lying on the bed, gradually showed signs of trembling, and their chests began to beat violently, as if they were affected by Long Er's pressure and were unable to breathe.

Lingyi and Long'er are two souls in one body, so Lingyi is naturally unaffected.

But the Dean was the only one who looked at Lingyi with a surge of emotion. He covered his cheeks with his hands, as if he was thinking about what Long Er had just said: "Really? Really? Really!"

"Why are you rather excited...are you a pervert?" Lingyi couldn't help but complain.

"Isn't she one?" Long Er also asked Ling Yi in return.

"Yes, it's me, it's me!" The dean seemed to be possessed by some demon, causing Lingyi to step back in a hurry, bumping into the edge of the bed, and falling on the mattress, almost crushing Xiaojiuwei who was still sleeping at the end of the bed.

"Hey, it's not you..." Lingyi looked at the dean in front of him in panic.

However, at this moment, the dean suddenly knelt on the ground like a slave, slowly crawled towards Lingyi, stretched out his hands to grab Lingyi's toes, and slowly stuck out his tongue: "Master, Master..."

"Get out of here, get out of here, get out of here!" Lingyi retracted his legs and climbed onto the bed in panic, "Long'er! What a stupid idea you came up with!"

Long Er seemed to understand that he was in trouble, and the half of his body that was originally controlling Ling Yi was completely transferred to Ling Yi. He talked to Ling Yi in his mind: "Well, I really didn't expect this. Who knew there was such a pervert. "

"It's not you..." Lingyi just realized that the effect of Long Er's coverage had disappeared, and he wanted to argue with Long Er, but the dean had already placed his hands on the edge of the bed and slowly raised his head out from under the bed.

"Master, Master..." The dean was making obscene sounds and panting, pressing closer and closer to Lingyi.

Lingyi thought that there was nothing he could do at this point, so he had to go all the way: "Stop! If you continue like this, I will not sign a master-servant contract with you."

"Ah? Why?" The dean's voice immediately returned to normal, his flushed cheeks disappeared in an instant, and he stared at Lingyi with wide eyes.

"No, did you learn this face-changing technique from Sichuan Opera? How can it be so fast?" Lingyi complained again.

"No, why? I'm so obedient and well-behaved, why don't you sign a master-servant contract with me?" The dean complained a little aggrieved and climbed straight onto the bed, as if he was going to pounce on Lingyi and question him in the next second.

How could Lingyi do as he wished? He quickly turned over Xuela and Xiaojiu behind him and immediately came to the head of the bed: "You, you...just stay like this for now!"

"No, why? Are you still a man? I'm in this state, and you still..." The dean looked at Lingyi aggrievedly, his eyes even a little red.

"No way, are you really a pervert..." Lingyi complained while covering his face when he saw this scene, and then looked at the dean seriously again and said, "You can ask me to sign a master-servant contract, but at least you have to listen to me, right?"

"Of course, I've never disobeyed you. You can abuse me however you want!" The dean's words were like a bolt from the blue, hitting Lingyi's head hard.

"Shut up, I don't need it!" Lingyi roared, but looking back, he felt that it seemed to be a strategy, and immediately cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, I know what you are thinking, but you can't satisfy me at this moment."

"Why? Why?" The dean almost lay on Lingyi's bed and cried, begging Lingyi.

Lingyi saw this scene and shook his head and said, "It's very simple to satisfy me. You just need to be obedient and do whatever I tell you to do. You can't resist, refute or disobey. That's it. If I am satisfied after a while, I will naturally sign a master-servant contract with you."

Hearing Lingyi say this, the dean's eyes suddenly lit up and he rushed towards Lingyi: "Really? Then I can..."

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?" Lingyi quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, "What did I just say? You did whatever I told you to do, right? I haven't even said anything yet, and you're acting on your own? How can I be satisfied with you like this?"

"Then, what should we do?" The dean seemed a little panicked and sat on the bed not daring to move.

Lingyi pretended to be thoughtful and closed his eyes, thinking: "First, you should solve the illusion of Shera and Xiaojiu."

"Okay!" Without saying a word, the dean's hands emitted a charming red light and gently tapped on Xuela and Xiaojiu's bodies, "Okay, master!" The dean looked at Lingyi excitedly, as if he had met Lingyi's request and was waiting for Lingyi's praise.